Feferi slid an arm around his waist and leaned into him affectionately before looking up at him. "Do you want a ride?" she asked. She didn't feel particularly interested in sparring with amateurs either but there were still a lot of people to interrogate. Still, she'd brought him and she'd take him home too. They could discuss what they had learned and perhaps he would have more information about why Jane said her mother had been THE Betty Crocker.